chapter 6(2)
Abbie
"Either that or I will make you shovel shit with Peter in the stables, Ester, so choose," Gannon says, and she huffs but storms out. Clarice looks after her and glances between Gannon and me.
I shrug, unsure what to make of it when Gannon sets a BLT sandwich in front of me, cutting it in half and then cutting his own.
"Eat," he says, tapping the plate. I peek at Clarice, and she nods to me telling me it is okay while Gannon takes the other stool beside me, eating his own sandwich.
"Is Ester being troublesome?" Clarice asks, wandering back over to the sink. She grabs a dish towel and dries the dishes on the rack. Gannon grunts in answer and Clarice sighs.
"Well, since you are free then, Abbie, you might as well come into town with me," Clarice says, and I stop mid-bite.
"Is that allowed?" I ask her, shocked I can leave the castle grounds.
"Yes, why wouldn't it be? You're not a prisoner here," Clarice laughs, shaking her head while I stare at her in confusion. Wait, I can leave the

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